As soon as I entered the house, Qiu Chan hurried out and said, "Miss, you are too thin in clothes. I was scared to death just now... Oh, Prince?"

She seemed to know that Nangong Ling was here and immediately saluted.

"What happened? A maid from Ruyi Pavilion ran to me and said that something happened to you. You don't take good care of me?"

Nangong Ling questioned with a sharp look.

The maids immediately knelt down, thinking that his expression was obviously furious, and thought that he had his own, and immediately hugged Nangong Ling's arm.

"Brother Ling, it's not their fault. I am also a doctor, but I haven't noticed it myself."

Speaking of this, she smiled helplessly, "Look, when you hear that the maids are going to inform you, aren't I going to pick you up now?"

He paused and said, "Maybe it was because he blew a little wind by the river last night that he suddenly had symptoms."

Nangong Ling nodded, "I blame myself for not being by your side."

"Brother Ling has important things, so Yu'er naturally cannot be willful."                                                                                                                      

He found that he really underestimated her, and Miaoyu always had the ability to transfer the topic to aspects that he was interested in.

"However, Brother Ling left so hurriedly last night. Yu'er had never seen Brother Ling when she returned home. Today, she saw Brother Ling so tired, but what big thing happened?"

Wonderful words look like they share their worries.

Nangong Ling pondered for a moment, and his eyebrows became more gloomy, as if he was touched by a top-notch problem in his heart. "I was attacked in my mansion last night, but it was fine."

"There is such a thing?" Miaoyu exclaimed and asked quickly, "Is Brother Ling injured?"

As he said that, he wanted to take Nangong Ling's pulse.

However, Nangong Ling broke free.

My heart thrilled.

She was interested in checking Nangong Ling's poisonous condition, but Nangong Ling was so uncooperative, did she really doubt her...

But he saw a hint of sadness in Nangong Ling's eyes. He stared at Whispering with his thin lips for a long time, but he still didn't spit out a word.

"Yu'er, I'm not in a way." After a long time, he swallowed the hidden secret that was hard to describe and said seriously.

But when this expression fell into Miaoyu's eyes, it was Nangong Ling who concealed the incident of being caught in the Gu from her.

She was in a state of thought, thinking that Nangong Ling didn't seem to doubt her in this way, but instead learned that she had been poisoned by the poison and could not bear to involve her?

This development...seems to be good.

Qiu Chan also listened without a trace, and at this moment, she quietly retreated with confidence.

According to their master and servant, if Nangong Ling really doubted them, she wouldn't have to treat them like this.

Little did they know that the cold-blooded and cold-hearted person also learned to wear masks.

As soon as Nangong Ling left, Qiu Chan stepped forward, "Princess, Nangong Ling doesn't seem to know that you did this, so our plan..."

Hesitated.

After thinking for a few seconds, he suddenly said, "Feng Jiuqing is not dead."

"What?" Qiu Chan was shocked and said in surprise, "How is that possible?"

Miaoyu said with a deep look: "If Feng Jiuqing had been killed by her, Nangong Ling would never have had such an expression. This proves that he had hurt someone, but Feng Jiuqing was still rescued."

After hearing her analysis, Qiu Chan was slightly stunned, suddenly remembered something, and said, "Princess, today I saw a person heading to Fengqiyuan in the palace. The man seemed to be Qin Huawu, the young master of Medicine King Valley."

"It's him again!" Miaoyu couldn't sit steadily.

This time, Nangong Ling did not doubt her. She wanted to go and see how Feng Jiuqing was in person. Who would have thought that Qin Huawu would appear again?

Qiu Chan said frowningly: "Princess, this Feng Jiuqing is probably saved by Qin Huawu, after us..."

"The plan has changed. Feng Jiuqing must die, otherwise I will do so much, wouldn't it be in vain?" Miao Yu Leng Bingbing clenched her fists, her palms covered with white finger marks.

Her purpose, from beginning to end, was to kill Feng Jiuqing.

...

Fengqiyuan.

When Feng Jiuqing woke up again, it was already half a month later.

This time I lay down for too long, and when I opened my eyes, Feng Jiuqing was in a daze when she saw this quaint world again.

After walking through the gates of hell, her memories were like a flash of flowers, all of which were from her previous life, which shows how unhappy she was to recall the bad things that happened in this world.

She even thought, if she died, she would die, and there would be no worse things anyway. Maybe she could return to the world of her previous life?

But things didn't go as expected, so she returned here.

After just staring at this familiar pretentious manner for a few moments, she knew that she had returned to the palace again.

"Miss Feng, are you finally awake?"

A gentle voice came only on the other side of the house.

Only then did Feng Jiuqing realize that there was another person in the room.

"Qin Huawu." She opened her mouth and spit out his name. She didn't speak for a long time, but she didn't feel uncomfortable in her throat. She was obviously well taken care of.

Qin Huawu looked relieved, "It's so great. Seeing you sitting up blankly, I thought you had hit your head."

Feng Jiuqing felt the discomfort in her chest and looked down at the bandage, her eyes dimmed.

She laughed at herself and said, "No, I was thinking just now. I am so lucky that I can't even die."

Qin Huawu could have heard her thoughts of giving up on herself, and she sighed in her heart.

But he had to adjust his emotions for her and stepped forward and said, "You can't think so. If something happened to you, wouldn't you smash my sign?"

Feng Jiuqing pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled with difficulty.

The atmosphere also became a little quiet after this smile.

Feng Jiuqing opened her mouth and wanted to ask something, but Qin Huawu said that she noticed it and spoke first, "I have a good news to tell you."

Fengjiu was patient, but she was not very interested, so she only looked at her with a pair of eyes with the words "you say" written on it.

"Nangong Yue's memory has been restored."

Qin Huawu thought that it was reasonable for Feng Jiuqing to know this.

Unexpectedly, he was stunned when he saw Feng Jiuqing's expression.

Immediately, he saw Feng Jiuqing's pale face showing the only sincere smile since he woke up.

She asked, "Where is Nangong Ling?"

Qin Huawu's expression was subtle, so she took the initiative to mention Nangong Ling?

But he saw that Feng Jiuqing had already restrained the smile on his face and his tone was unprecedentedly relaxed, "What I promised him has been completed, and now there is no need to stay in this mansion anymore."

Qin Huawu suddenly understood.

She was not eager to meet Nangong Ling, not questioning him, but asking him to fulfill his promise.

Or maybe, in her heart, the fact that Nangong Ling stabbed her with a sword was far less important than the transaction between the two!

At this moment, the door outside was pushed open, and Qin Huawu looked over. Sure enough, it was Nangong Ling, covered in spring dew and a cold face.
Chapter completed!